In an instance, the blindfold was lifted from Ghrakraz's scarred face. No longer was he filled with such immeasurable rage. He looked around him to find his brothers exhausted and confused, and feeling the same burden lifted from his shoulders. For a moment he forgot who he was, where they stood. But their demon masters became aware that their hold upon the orcs was no longer, and so Xhak'ariz ordered their slaughter.

Now, Ghrakaz felt a new rage stir within his heart. A force born not out of a desire for destruction, but to save his people from doom. He raised his axe, and just as the hero Grom delivered our race, freed our clan from the clutches of the burning shadow.